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Corpse Ning Qiu can use all of Ning Qiu's abilities, which is why the stronger Ning Qiu's own strength, the stronger the corpse Ning Qiu's strength.

In fact, he wasn't using a fire fist with a fire-based skill just now, it was just a simple flame compression and then released.

This kind of control over soul power and elements can only be done by a Holy Soul powerhouse.

However, Corpse Ning Qiu obviously did better, because his strength had already surpassed that of the Holy Soul powerhouse.

The flames burst into the sky, illuminating the entire gloomy Necropolis.

Suddenly, a fleshy tongue flew out of the flames, and the speed was extremely fast, instantly entangled the neck of the corpse Ning Qiu.

"Ugh!" Corpse Ning Qiu's neck tightened, but he didn't expect that this guy was not afraid of flames at all.

Saliva is stained on the tongue of flesh, and saliva is very corrosive.

A puff of green smoke rose from the corpse Ning Qiu's neck, and he felt that countless ants were gnawing on the flesh, which was very uncomfortable.

He raised his left hand, pointed five fingers, and a large sword appeared in his hand.

However, in terms of shape, this great sword was almost identical to the Soul Melting Sword used by Ning Qiu himself.

However, it is completely black, exuding this evil aura.

The great sword fell, severing the tongue of flesh.

When the tongue of flesh was removed, it could be seen that a circle of black scars appeared on the white neck of the corpse Ning Qiusha.

"Not bad! It's kind of interesting. Corpse Ning Qiu didn't laugh angrily.

Since being sealed for three days, every time he woke up, the corpse Ning Qiu felt very bored.

Whether it was the Big Rock Giant Corpse, or the Corpse Spirit Nia, or the Human-Faced Spider Corpse King, it all made him feel very bored.

He raised his hand and touched the scar on his neck, his smile growing wider, this was the first time he had been injured.

At this time, the soul string wrapped around the right arm had begun to fall off little by little.

At this time, his right arm was still unusable, so the corpse Ning Qiu had to fight with one hand.

Before the flames were extinguished, he rushed into the flames.

"Black Moon Slash!"

Bitter was not unafraid of the flames, and at this time, he wrapped his tongue around his body to isolate the flames from the scorching.

This tongue is also really weird, and being burned by the flames has no effect at all.

The corpse Ning Qiu's long sword slashed down, and a black moon blade flew out.

The black moon blade slices through the tongue of flesh and cuts it in half.

"Huh?" He was startled, and then felt his neck tighten again.

It turned out that the circle of fleshy tongues was just a trick for the bitter boil to stay there, and the real bitter tongue was hiding behind him.

The fleshy tongue quickly roamed over him, wrapping him around in circles.

The corrosiveness of saliva is very strong, even if it is a corpse, Ning Qiu must be cautious.

At this time, he was covered in black light.

A black mecha appeared, with a few white lines on its surface.

A super-loaded battle suit after being corpsed!

It's just that because the right arm is still wrapped in a soul string, Lena's arm has not been completely turned into use at this time, so there is no mecha on the right arm.

The black big sword had disappeared, and at this time, a black light suddenly appeared in the palm of Ning Qiu's corpse.

Black may no longer be called light, but it feels unusually dazzling.

"Whew!"

A beam of black light shot away, turning the fleshy tongue to ashes.

Kuji's face changed, and he was knocked out by the black light.

The flames were extinguished, and Ning Qiu, a corpse in a black mecha, stood in place and raised his left arm again.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew......!"

Beams of black light shot out, and the bitter man cried out in his heart, so he could only keep dodging.

However, the frequent use of the black superload cannon has caused the innocent city-dwellers who have not been able to escape far away.

Each beam of black light produced an astonishing explosion that could destroy a small town.

Jiang Ling and Yin Jie hurriedly fled, and if they continued like this, they were afraid that they would also be affected.

This is a battle of the strong that surpasses the Holy Soul powerhouse, and between raising your hands and feet, you will suffer for dozens of miles.

If Ning Qiu himself used the superload concentrating cannon, he could only use it five or six times at most.

But now that the corpse has turned into Ning Qiu, eleven black lights have been shot out in a row.

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he has no intention of stopping.

Kuzhen's trench coat was shattered, and his chest was hit by a black light before, and his flesh was already blurred.

"What the hell is this guy that is so strong?" Kuzhen's face became more and more ugly, and he knew that if he continued to fight like this, he would probably lose both.

Besides, he was not sure of defeating the other party at all.

"If you look at it according to the strength of the Ten Spirits, this guy's strength can at least rank in the top five." Bitter heart.

He is not a corpse spirit that belongs to that kind of fighting type, infection and plague are what he is good at, and in the face of a complete fighting type like corpse Ning Qiu, he thinks that he is not an opponent.

So, the long tongue withdrew into his mouth, and then opened his mouth to spit out a green sac of flesh.

The flesh sac came towards the corpse Ning Qiu.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the flesh sac exploded, and green smoke appeared, enveloping the area of hundreds of meters.

"Want to run?" Corpse Ning Qiu snorted coldly.

At this time, Bitter Boil, with Elken in one hand, was leaving the tomb at a great speed.

Corpse Ning Qiu was about to rush forward, when a woman blocked in front of him.

"Get out!"

A punch went and pierced Lena's chest.

Lena spurted out a mouthful of blood, but she didn't flinch at all, her left arm hugged Ning Qiu's body, as if she intended to stop him.

"Whew!"

The black superload suit faded, and black flames appeared, engulfing Lena.

Corpse Ning Qiu pushed Lena's half of the corpse away and continued to chase after the bitter mantle.

"Spirit Opening: Heavenly Lag!"

The pupil of the left eye flashed.

In an instant, Bitter felt like his speed had suddenly slowed down.

"This ...... This is...... Sure enough, his eyes...... It's the Spiritual Eye! "The bitter boil was horrified, as if he had seen a ghost.

Elkem, who he was carrying in his hand, his whole face was turning green, and at this time, with great difficulty, he reached into his coat and pulled out a black slate.

Ku Zhen glanced at it and knew that this was the rumored soul book slate of Huaxia Kingdom.

However, he did not take it to heart.

Aiken threw the Soul Book Slate at the corpse Ning Qiu, although he was now unsure whether this man was friend or foe, but instead of letting the Soul Book Slate fall into the hands of Kuqiu, it was better to take a gamble.

But the corpse Ning Qiu didn't even look at it, let the soul book slate fall to the ground, and rushed over directly.

"You forced me!" The bitter scab is locked by the Left Spirit Eye, and its speed is severely weakened.

Besides, his speed was already slower than that of the corpse Ning Qiu, so it was even more unlikely that he would have a chance to escape.

At this time, he opened his mouth and spit out a green bead, which then turned into a green light and shot towards the corpse Ning Qiu.

"Not good!" Corpse Ning Qiu's face changed, and he raised his hand to shoot out a beam of black light.

"Boom !!"